Rewind

Ever fell out of love, like it was lost love? If you tell me yes then I'd tell you you never loved at all cause to me love is just a figure of the imagination, see we all can have our own interpretations; Joe Blow might fall in love due to penetration, and while he's between your thighs your telling him you love him primarily through the sensation, you feel.. How is it that we can hold hands and still feel apart? A part of us is missing the part we need to park our feelings besides each others and ride besides, you've always "loved" me right? Nevertheless the contest we build up with our minds is so chess while we checker and lose everytime.. The moments when you can call crying and I can console you without making you believe what I told you is a myth are what our relationship used to be about, I think about you now and wonder how you feel about trying to adjust what our relationships supposed to be about. Learning experiences from lost "love" hurt the most due to the "love" we felt, feelings subside as the pain rises over our relationship and takes over what's suppose to be happiness. It's been way to long since we've rekindled that flame we've felt all before and just lost all of a sudden. It's funny how we can feel so much love from the beginning and never benefit from the beginning in the end how abrupt an end can occur all of a sudden.. How is it that you could be scratching my back as I grab the arch on you then our whole time together can curve into being apart from you? Maybe where numb as people to the fact that perfection is blindly acquired while things are beginning, while in the end we tend to wonder on answers to grasp an acceptance to the fact that it's all over.. we begin to question whether or not the end was what we both agreed it really is or if feelings got us misinterpreting our reasons on ending, just make sure you end on a note where beginning won't be an issue if ever thought about, again..

Fireworks

My mornings are made knowing your awake, fireworks ring in my heart not blowing me away but blowing us together in a way so perfect, perfection is what your made of to me; how perfectly put together could a human ever be? Answer that question with those dimples you love to show and I love to see.. I love to see you period without a question your the highlight of my everything, every word I've said before you was everything I've felt and everything that's true.. your eyes make me wanna relive the fourth of July every night, and lay on top of the roof with you picking out stars when the light from the fireworks aren't bright. Feeling you would make my hands go numb due to the fireworks our touch would create, but I've only heard love and never really felt it so I'd forget to care. Forgetting to care about you would be hard; I've never been over you no matter how much taller I am than you.. I want you.. that's only three words within the millions I could utter to make you feel what I feel for you. Fireworks sizzle, burn, and break yet me and you shouldn't fizzle, as we learn, from our prior mistakes. Fake love we thought we should put our all into make our hearts fond of each other. Thinking of you I get this amazing sensation, something like fireworks blown above into the sky making me think of an eternity with you, eternally I don't feel butterflies my nerves are to the point where it's fireworks I feel when I'm imagining you..